As Monkey King's Golden Cudgel continued to crash down, the thunderous noise in the courtyard gradually subsided.
As the billowing dust dispersed, Gilgamesh lay flat on his back, covered in wounds. His expression twisted in struggle, and only after a long while did clarity slowly return to his clouded eyes.
He stared blankly at the Golden Cudgel hovering before his nose, then slowly closed his eyes. He looked utterly haggard.
"Awake now?" Monkey King asked coldly, Golden Cudgel in hand.
"...Mm."
Gilgamesh answered weakly.
Monkey King put away the Golden Cudgel and pulled him up from the ground. Only then did Bragi, still in pajamas and a nightcap, hurriedly arrive:
"What happened? Why were you fighting in the middle of the night... and why didn't you call me over to provide accompaniment?"
Ignoring Bragi, Gilgamesh rubbed the bridge of his nose and spoke hoarsely. "So, the person I just caught poisoning someone..."
"Was a caregiver."
Lin Qiye and Li Yifei walked up to Gilgamesh together, looking at him with complicated expressions. "If I'd arrived any later, there might really have been casualties in this hospital."
Gilgamesh stared blankly at the scratches on Li Yifei's and the raccoon's necks, guilt surfacing in his eyes.
"This incident was my..."
"It's fine." Li Yifei waved it off carelessly. "You're a patient. It's understandable."
This time, Gilgamesh unusually did not reject the title of "patient." He merely lowered his head in silence for a long time before looking at Monkey King.
"Can you do me a favor?"
"Speak."
"Tie me up."
Monkey King frowned slightly but said nothing.
"The time I spend trapped in hallucinations is getting longer and longer. If this continues, sooner or later, I'll completely lose the ability to distinguish reality from falsehood." Gilgamesh spoke slowly. "Tie me up. It'll be